Others
Sometimes I care too much for others
Being there therapist
Helping them cheat
Giving them money and never getting it back
I do these things not thinking about what I need
I am their therapist but never think about how what we are talking about is triggering me
I help them cheat with the risk of me getting caught
I give them money knowing I needed it to get home
And in return, I get betrayed
Left out
And ignored treated like trash
To be used and thrown away
But I can't stop I feel obligated to help
And help I will
Even if it hurts me
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